When you are just a mischievous little rugrat, you are pampered by your parents.

Every demands and desires are fulfilled.

Toys, clothes, shoes; anything. Just name it.
When your parents refuse to comply with your demand, you can
weep all you want
squeal all you want
sulk all you want
until your parents finally give in and you will get what you want.

Your parents said that sharing is caring.
What you have you must share with others.

Toys, colour pencils, video games; everything.

But when you don't feel like sharing, even your parents can't talk you out of it.

But now you are a grown up. You know that
sometimes you can't always get what you want

Even though you want it so damn bad;
sometimes there are things that are not meant to be shared.
As much as I hate to say this, but I totally understand it. So, I've decided.

I will let go of this burden and move on.
I deserve to be happy.
You deserve to be happy.
She deserves to be happy.

What we have is no lie. I know.
For that I am truly indebted.
THANK YOU. GOODBYE.